Showing posts with label bad books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad books. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

one of those tag things

My blog friend Brittney at Flow Disruption tagged me. 
My 3 Style obsessions are:
1) Patterned tights

Betsey Johnson RTW Fall 2011
Issey Miyake RTW Fall 2011
2) Boots 
Isabel Marant RTW Fall 2011
Jean-Charles de Castelbajac RTW Fall 2011
3) Floral skirts 
Gregory Parkinson RTW Fall 2011
Roberto Cavalli RTW Fall 2011
I like to chew sugarless gum.
 The gum flavors & brands vary, depending on my mood.
I think I learned how to blow bubbles in 3rd grade.
 I've been snap, cracking, & popping gum since my friend Holly showed me how in 9th grade.

Two of my favorite people have birthdays this week, on the same day.

My nephew is one of those people.
My guy is the other one.


Last night one of my twin nieces
said my name on Skype.  :)

I really like Switched At Birth.
I learn new things every time I watch it.

In high school I was in the sign language club.
I got an A in the sign language class I took in college.
I'm still a sign language amateur.

This is the latest song I've been playing on my guitar.



Resonating excerpt from: 
Once Upon A Time There Was You by Elizabeth Berg
..."You know who does loving right?"
"Who?"
"Nobody. I mean, people can't even...If you get a cat because you love cats, you're going to have plenty of days when you hate it because it's acting like a cat. Do you know what I'm saying?"
Sadie nodded. 
"And when I was in high school I had a poem taped over my bed. I read it every day. It was about a person asking another person, over and over, 'What is two plus two?' and getting all pissed because the answer was always four."
"See that's why I don't like poetry. What does that even mean?"
"It means that some people are always going to think in a certain way. And they're never going to understand people who think so differently from the way they do. They can't. So it's best to stop asking for something someone simply can't deliver. Change the question."... 


Can you guess what I did on the tag? I didn't exactly follow the rules, & I changed the question(s).

Monday, January 2, 2012

you wouldn't have to ask

Hey, it's Inspiration Monday from the blog Two Birds link up.
Rosie Huntington-Whiteley
She's a supermodel & actress.
Just because I didn't know who she was,
doesn't mean anything, does it?
Her wikipedia link info is on her name,
 in grey, if you click it.
Little old me.

"Crooked days come bundled up in bunches
They break your brain like a branch

And push you out here asking after for something
you should know I don’t have

If I had it you wouldn’t have to ask

If I had it you wouldn’t have to ask 
Later on when you bargain with your mirror
and you ask is it really that bad

If it wasn’t you wouldn’t have to ask
If it wasn’t you wouldn’t have to ask

How could you know if you didn’t?
What’s left to say when your tongue’s turned to ash?

Well I tell you you’re finally forgiven
So you wouldn’t have to ask

Button details of my jean jacket,
that I purchased at the secondhand shop in
Portland, Oregon 2008.

Shoot what’s left slip inside your sinner smileAnother man in a mask
Details of my leopard print scarf.
 I purchased at a thrift store in Utah,
maybe in 2007?

If you faced it you wouldn’t need a mask

If you meant it you wouldn’t need a mask

Here you can actually see,
 it looks like leopard print.


If I could fix you you wouldn’t have to ask


If I could help you you wouldn’t have to ask"

 by Bad Books-You Wouldn't Have To Ask
Showing my nails, that I painted on Saturday.
The paint's already chipping on right hand.
Sleeve details on jacket.




I've been listening to this band the past couple of days. We saw Manchester Orchestra in 2010.
 To see my photo slide show from then, look here.

Since looking at these photos,
I've decided I'm too short to roll up my jeans.
I do NOT need to look any shorter. I'm only 61 inches tall.
Great now the whole world knows. Okay, only those from around the world, who actually read this blog.